Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Her sentences end with a "yes."

From the final chapter, titled "Molly," of James Joyce's Ulysses
*Yes because he never did a thing like that before as ask to get his breakfast in bed with a couple of eggs since the City Arms hotel when he used to be pretending to be laid up with a sick voice doing his highness to make himself interesting for that old faggot Mrs Riordan that he though he had a great leg of and she never left us a farthing all for masses for herself and her soul greatest miser ever was actually afraid to lay out 4d for her methylated spirit telling me all her ailments she had too much chat in her about politics and earthquakes and the end of the world let us have a bit of fun first God help the world if all the women were her sort down on bathingsuits and lownecks of course nobody wanted her to wear them I suppose she was pious because no man would look at her twice I hope Ill never be like her a wonder she didnt want us to cover our faces but she was a welleducated woman certainly and her gabby talk about Mr Riordan here and Mr Riordan there I suppose he was glad to get shut of her and her dog smelling my fur and always edging up to get up under my petticoats especially then still I like that in him polite to old women like that waiters and beggars too hes not proud out of nothing but not always if he ever got anything really serious the matter with him its much better for them to go into a hospital where everything is clean but I suppose Id have to dring it into him for a month yes



TravisMohrman said...

Nice choice of days to post this, being Bloomsday and all. did you ever slip up and call Molly, Nora? as Joyce was said to do when drunk (which was most of the time really!)

Allison Vaughn said...

Thank you, Travis--never called her Molly but called her Molly Anne, rather than Marian. No readings going on in Columbia. Bet I'd have to go to St. Louis. Or home!